Chapter 12 (1/2)

The small hand is encroaching on the man's chest muscle at random, Mu Qinghuan's way full of confidence, ”male god, obediently follow me!”

”How do I get it from you?” The tone of a man is playful.

”Very simple, kneel down and sing conquest!”

”How to sing?”

”Oh, I'm conquered by you in this way.” Mu Qinghuan's voice is far enough to go around the earth.

Something's wrong. Why is she singing?

”Male god, marry me!” Mu Qinghuan stands on tiptoe and surrounds the male god's neck. He feels the hot temperature and completely covers the circle.

Depressed, is she in dream or reality?

Pat a face, why face does not ache, head is good giddy?

What did she say just now? Can you go back on it?

How can this man be so casual because he has a little muscle? where is your moral integrity?

The city was sealed for two minutes.

In Mu Qinghuan chin against the wall, constantly hit the head, intend to face the wall to think, seal the city spit out a word, ”good.”

Okay?

He said yes? Agree to marry her?

Well, get married!

Even if she was abandoned by Huangfu Han, she was wanted!

”Husband, you have to promise me a very important point!” With a fever in his head, Mu Qinghuan grasped other people's fengxiaocheng and Nunu said, ”it can only be mine! No other hostesses

Mu Qinghuan's strength is a little heavy. The face of Fengcheng immediately becomes ugly. He looks down in disbelief

This woman

”Hands off.” The tone of Fengcheng was as cold as usual, and her voice was not abnormal. She covered her little hand, and her self-control was really strong.

”No, you haven't promised me yet!” Skimming his mouth, Mu Qing looked at him with joy and grievance.